A/N: I actually wrote this in my Creative Writing class. We were given the simple question 'What do you carry?' to write on and somehow it turned into this sappy PoLiet fic. :"D Anyways, enjoy!
I carry the warm memories of working in the fields with you.
I carry all your fears, all your worries, so that you can be your carefree happy-go-lucky self.
I carry all your pain and all your fears, the taste of your salty sadness lingers on my lips.
I carry your smile, your happiness, to help me get through the days.
I carry the longing to see your bright face, which I swear is pretty enough to be a girl's, as I lay alone in bed at night.
I carry all your wants, wishes, and dreams, so that I may aspire to make them come true.
I carry your being, your existence, around with me everywhere I go.
I carry all these things for you everyday, every hour, every minute, every second, because even if it makes things harder for me sometimes. Even if sometimes it only adds more to my burdens, if it's for you then it is worth it.
You look at me, with pity and guilt filling your green eyes, the question of 'what do I do for you' plastered on your face.
I smile, "You carry my love, that is all you need to do."